And so it began
She fought with all her might
With her greatest weapon she stroked.
Such rage and fury
Such wrath washed in anger
Like a mother's wrath
She lashes her keen.
She fights again
With all her might
To regain her reign
She's a mother of bad sight.
"He has cursed me
He has cursed his home
He has spoiled my waters
He has spoiled my air
He has conquered home
And made us his slaves
Away with him!
He is no longer my keen".
If only this bleak path would pass
Like her shine
Abrasively swept clean,
If only one could see
She fights for peace
She cries only to clean her eyes
Like a mother in search of her keen
Who will fix her shine?
Title: A Peaceful War
Author: Rozedahpoet
BOOK EXT: JUNGLE TALES
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